Friday Fill-Ins (including a not-so-veiled hint to my husband)

1. A cup of tea would be so so so amazing now. My new eucalyptus mint. Please? I have a migraine and don't want to get up to make it. And I really need to take my painkillers and have nothing to drink. I love you.
2. A lovely amount of clutter makes a place feel like home.
3. Everything has its beauty except for Jennifer Love-Hewitt.
4. Why does your mom possess the taste of strawberries?
5. Art makes me weepy, gooey, angry, ecstatic, blue, need, hate, rapturous, sad, feel.
6. LOL I just noticed I forgot to give your mom her edible strawberry panties back.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to EEEE SEASON 2 OF TRUE BLOOD STARTING OVER HERE, tomorrow my plans include having cramps and a migraine and eating lots of chocolate and being a big old weepy stereotype and Sunday, I want to watch some EastEnders and veg out!


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Thank you, sweetie. <3

Friday Fill-ins.

1. (proper) Pickles do not exist in England.
2. I wish I had a lovely handmaiden at home.
3. The snow is not here.
4.Velociraptors are actually good cuddlers in nature.
5. It's 5:16 PM; that means nothing to me whatsoever, except that you're lying. It's 12:15 AM, hence technically Friday already, so I am totally allowed to post this.
6. That one person I'm stalking sure is hard to find.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to the same thing we do every night, Pinky... , tomorrow my plans include enjoying the fact that Zynga no longer pwns my soul and Sunday, I want to be all mushy & lovey & GROSS with my husband for Valentine's Day!

It's been Friday for nearly 2 hours.

1. Wouldn't it be easy if people didn't have to poop?
2. Your mom was better than ever last night!
3. I love the taste of feta-stuffed olives straight out of the jar, standing naked in the kitchen in the dark at 2 in the morning.
4. There is a huge mess about which I couldn't possibly give less of a shit in the living room.
5. The first thing we're going to do is nuke it from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
6. drip...... drip...... drip...... drip, drip, drip; SPLOOSH.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to I don't know, I really hope we don't have any plans, but somehow I think we do, tomorrow my plans include whatever happens, I'm just along for the ride and Sunday, I want to dress up like Liza Minnelli and do an interpretive dance about hamsters, but I probably won't!

Friday Fill-Ins FTW

1. The lesson I learned yesterday was that it is difficult to get a webcam shot of one's own bum.
2. Bar brawls in space are usually where friends and family meet.
3. All these years I have been waiting for these shoes, and I didn't even know it:

4. The tribbles were here when I arrived, I swear I didn't buy them all!
5. The truth is I really wish I had Spock's eyebrows.
6. Puking next to his head while it was in my lap & he didn't even notice, lulz, is what I remember most from that day, everything else is mostly a blur.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to perving on Teh Shatner some more, tomorrow my plans include battling this migraine and Sunday, I want to do fuck-all!

I hafta pee.

1. You get a tipsy blogpost.
2. Turn right to be facing another direction.
3. It's peeing time.
4. The fact that I got dressed at all today is ridiculous!
5. I feel more awesome than you.
6. BUBBLES!!!!! omg!!!...goodnight!
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to prolly some more Southern Comfort, tomorrow my plans include dunno, maybe some Christmas movies or some shit, I'm feeling festive and Sunday, I want to be a kitty!

This blog post has been brought to you by the letters S & C.

In a mood?

1. Wait! Wait, don't forget the human sacrifice!
2. The slinky slinked down the stairs followed at once by her head.
3. The trouble is she was a bleeder.
4. Somewhere, a juggler is weeping many miles away.
5. With a faint pop her implants imploded.
6. The French mime crept up behind you, shadowy and ominous.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to not having the landlord futzing around in my bathroom anymore, tomorrow my plans include blessed nothingness and Sunday, I want to sleep a lot!

Yeah, yeah.

1. We need a new washing machine.
2. I made something for Weezie and it made me smile.
3. If you want to see it, you'll have to wait til she gets it in the mail.
4. Aside from that, I'm pretty stymied in my gift knitting because mostly I don't have yarn that I need but also because Farmville is sucking my soul away.
5. Massachusetts has a proposed 5% sales tax on elective cosmetic surgery; I think it totally makes sense.
6. A good tranquilizer prescription makes for a happy holiday.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to my husband being home with me, tomorrow my plans include lots of cleaning and Sunday, I want to find a way to get out of doing even more cleaning!

Dear FailCow:

If I ever meet you in person, (cowson?) I will renounce my admittedly lax vegetarianism and eat you raw, you cunting whore.



1. The last band I saw live was Tori Amos, does she count as a band? She had one behind her...
2. What I look forward to most on Thanksgiving is being incredibly, brashly, obnoxiously American in the UK and demanding turkey and cranberry sauce. (if you don't celebrate thanksgiving, insert your favorite holiday)
3. My Christmas/holiday shopping is null & void. I am knitting/crocheting everything.
4. Thoughts of the epically traumatic sleep paralysis episode that really, really fucked me up this morning fill my head.
5. I wish I could wear dinosaur footie pajamas. That would mean I owned some. I really want some. Badly.
6. Bagpipes are beautiful and my daddy plays them wonderfully.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to my husband being home, tomorrow my plans include hopefully Nando's with Weezie & Gav if they're well enough and Gav isn't imaginary as I suspect, and Sunday, I want to cuddle a lot!

Last night I dreamt I went to Manderley again.

Today I am watching the first half of this version of Rebecca. It's absolutely wonderful, and because it's a miniseries, can't really be compared to the classic Hitchcock version. You can cram so much more of a book into a miniseries, but you absolutely cannot beat the combo of Hitchcock & du Maurier.

Rebecca is one of my favorite stories of all time. And I think I'm in the minority, but definitely not alone in vastly preferring Rebecca herself to the insipid, pallid little Second Mrs DeWinter, who doesn't even rate a first name. I have always wanted to have the lasting impact on people that Rebecca has. I don't want anyone to ever properly get over me, for better or worse. I've always wished for a Mrs Danvers of my very own who would be an utterly devoted servant and absolutely terrorize anyone who ever dared try to take my place. Rebecca is the most fascinating character in the entire story, even though she never appears.

All that I've always felt about Rebecca, the character, was just completely buoyed up by Rebecca's Tale, by Sally Beauman. If you're a Rebecca fan, you simply MUST read it. It does what it says on the tin, it is Rebecca's story. Her marriage, her scandals, her reasons, her death... it's beautiful and I genuinely think Daphne du Maurier would have approved.

She was a fascinating woman, herself, that Daph, with all the rumors of bisexuality, gender issues, incest... Also she was a stone cold fox.

Srsly. Who wouldn't hit that?

Menabilly, the house she based Manderley on, does holiday cottages and tours and stuff. Yes, I desperately want to go. Need to go.

If you haven't seen or read Rebecca, do. Please. I want to know if you're a Rebecca person or a 2nd-MdW person. I want to know if it casts such a hypnotizing & lasting spell on other people as it does on me, if Rebecca haunts you as much as she does the story itself.


And now for something completely different:
Friday Fill-Ins
1. Plans and schedules elude me utterly .

2. I'm happy when things are stable but interesting, it's a hard balance to reach, but when it's there, it's SO fuckin' good .

3. The last thing I drank was a sip of orange juice to take some codeine .

4. One of the most valuable things in my life is obviously my husband & my kitty .

5. I like pineapple on my pizza.

6. Dear November, can you just be a little bit longer than usual so I can get all this Christmas knitting done?

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to trying to shake this illness, tomorrow my plans include probably mostly just Farmville and Sunday, I want to Farmville some more. IT IS BOTH WORSE AND BETTER THAN CRACK!

I apologize for the most boring Friday Fill-Ins ever. I'm not feeling creative today.

Day The Thirtieth. Lotsa Stuff.

Yesterday my husband & I went up to that London to see a taping of one of our favorite shows, Harry Hill's TV Burp. We'd been to one before, but at a different studio. This was filmed at BBC Television Centre, where, basically, magic comes from. I have proof.

HOLY FUCKING CRAP IT'S A DALEK!!!!
You have no idea how scared I was in that photo. I ran away squealing as soon as it snapped. They scare me so bad.
And *THAT* is one happy Dr Who fanboy.
But wait.... it gets better.

Yep, that's right. We went in the TARDIS. Jealous? You know you are.

Also we peed in the National Portrait Gallery, which is the best place to pee for free in London, btw. And I got roasted chestnuts from a street vendor outside St. Martin In The Fields, which people have probably been doing in London since time immemorial.


Street urchin. I is one.

It was a wonderful day, but London always takes it out of me, magical though it is. I feel like warmed-over-ass today, physically and mentally.

Hub has the day off today, so we are sitting on the couch watching The Exorcist & I'm gonna carve some punkins later if I can muster the energy.

GUYS GUYS GUYS LOOKIT I WON!!!!!


Srsly, I am so squee-ee over that you have no idea.

Ok, Friday Fill-Ins time.

1. It was a dark and stormy night, typed Snoopy, atop his doghouse.

2. The only hand she had free was the third one sticking out of the side of her head; it looked weak, so I offered to take the books myself.

3. Rushing out, I apologized to the nuns while trying to cover my shame with a party hat.

4. Are you listening to that Shakira song again?...I think I heard a howl!

5. Shhhh... Lando Calrissian! Do you want my husband to catch us?!?

6. Take away these brussels sprouts & give me something good to eat!

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to carving my punkins, tomorrow my plans include a trip to the inlaws', blergh...and Sunday, I want to spend all day recovering!

Day The Twenty-Third. Meeeeeeeeme.

Friday Fill-Ins:
1. The crickets sing, and they need to stfu, I've got a migraine.

2. I am watching you pee wherever you are.

3. I want to get far away from the inside of my head.

4. SOME VERY EXCITING THINGS THAT CHANGE THE ENTIRE ARC OF THE PLOT HAPPEN BUT OMG THEN THE MAIN CHARACTER WAKES UP; this was a dream. (And everyone loses respect for the writer)

5. But as for me I made my mind up back in Chelsea, when I go, I'm goin' like Elsie. (What? I watched Cabaret yesterday. And the day before. What? And I know it's "and as for me" in the song. What???)

6. Where I come from is my mom's vagina.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to the small amount of relief from anxiety that comes from it being payday, tomorrow my plans include pretty much fuck all, which will be SO wonderful, and Sunday, I want to sleep a lot, watch some EastEnders, do some knitting! (That enforced exclamation point seems excessive.)